Goblin Market, and other poems, by Christina Rossetti

A blue-eyed phantom far before

    Is laughing, leaping toward the sun:

Like lead I chase it evermore,

    I pant and run.

It breaks the sunlight bound on bound:

    Goes singing as it leaps along

To sheep-bells with a dreamy sound

    A dreamy song.

I laugh, it is so brisk and gay;

    It is so far before, I weep:

I hope I shall lie down some day,

    Lie down and sleep.